[******** Dragons!"
With a further tremor in the earth a shadow was cast over Ritka in her pool bunker, the pressure, wind and flames held at bay though the air would continue to heat at a much lower rate than it would otherwise. The mammoth form of the Nothing hybrid had descended after Tobuketsu's evacuation of the immediate area and dropped to curl it's immense body of armoured scales in front of Ritka, forming a fifty odd meter high wall between her and the Dragon. Even as the flames and winds crashed into the monster though, it was regenerating. That was the greatest gift perhaps to this particularly incarnation, it's absurdly high rate of regeneration and mutation. In truth however, it was something much more dangerous. Adaptability. Though the beast roared with agony at first, it would before long simmer, as it's biomechanics worked on on overload. Scales began merging to form fewer, more streamlined tear drops, before they actually started to angle. Black ooze began whipping through the air from the flesh hidden beneath the platings, only to be incinerated in the inferno seconds later. Finally, large scales coated in a viscous medium angled upward, the pinched peaks of the tear drop forms aimed at the sky forming a scoop, that could angle the flames and heated winds over it, and around the Nin taking shelter.
Meanwhile, the Cerulean behemoth that had remained on stand-by to watch the Dragon, had already swung into action. It was too great a risk to have the original Corbin close quarters with the transformed woman and attempt the same trick he had performed on Ritka to cure her sick mind, so more... Hands on methods would have to be employed. He had no doubt that this was all unintentional, blind rage, and even at best case, collateral in trying to defend herself from the army of clones. Still, an end needed to be put to it before it could do any on the side of the Rave harm.
Unfolding it's arms from it's chest the Cerulean giant that had spoken the actual disdain for dragons, despite looking as though it were a part of his heritage, raced forward. Slow though he was in comparison to the original Corbin, and some of his other incarnations, Midian was built to capitalize on his preference of defense over speed. With a hide integrated with Aggregated diamond nanorods, Midian had the strongest base defenses out of the lot, and could bull rush the flames, and anchor himself against the gale force winds with his hidden mass and weight in each stride. He wouldn't have to move too far, just far enough that he didn't have to worry about making collateral of the Nothing Hybrid and Ritka, whilst remaining in effective range of the Dragon.
The Cerulean beast would slam his tail down against the ground, a dim glow resonating through the entirety of his body as he did so, staring up at the newly aloft target.
"Electric... Glow..."
Clenching his fists tightly, Midian would then thrust both hands up into the air with force, and open both palms to the air, feeling the force of the whirling tornadoes on the island around him sucking in the air with super heated force. This was the Dragon's mistake, though unintentional as it may have been. It had created a near vacuum levels in air pressure with the Dragon as a source, and with the Nothing hybrid acting as an extreme wind brake in the background, it allowed for what would hopefully be just devastating enough of an attack as to disable the Dragon, without having to reach into more powerful skills that'd likely cause permanent damage.
"Discharge!"
Midian's entire body was consumed with what had started as a dim glow radiating from within his core, and grown into a blinding sapphire light as body mass was reconstituted within the fortress of a shell to form a single, enormous organ similar to that which was found in electric Eels, augmented with Mana. The result was a singular, brilliant display of light that would explode from his hands and fill the space between his palms and the Dragon in the air, collecting each and every clone between them to act as a conductor so as to not allow the charge to diminish, while the blinding light that filled the air would only last a moment, it was specifically designed. The amperage was low, at least he thought it to be while taking the scaled defenses of the target into consideration. He didn't want to kill the Dragon, just give her enough of a shock as to stun, and knock her out of the sky.
If successful, he'd then move in to take up protection detail, defending the Dragon against any and all clones that approached. Otherwise, he'd prepare something a bit more, risky to down the beast.
Meanwhile, the original Corbin, and his ice counterpart had taken cover behind the Nothing hybrid much like Ritka, though they were focused on something other than the female Nin, and the Dragon. Tobuketsu was making a game changing move to coincide with the other fighter's attack against the last remaining enemy, Wesker. Secondly, the tower that even now as it crumbled, before the blast from the Dragon then hit the lower central section, seemed to be sprouting anew. He'd seen preparations like this before, and could recognize a game changer when he saw it. This was equivalent to charging for some. He couldn't make it in time to help those two in their attacks against Wesker's main body, but he could still do something to try and prevent the island from being destroyed.
The original Corbin accelerated with Potence and Celerity still active from earlier, and having picked a direction, could move much faster than the normal scope of his Kindred kind. Certainly much, much faster than your standard Vampire. The other Corbin, the original's much more similar looking counterpart dressed in blue that'd used the ice attack earlier was also able to access the Cainite Disciplines, which meant it could move in another direction at the same speed.
As all of this took place, the Abomination had leapt into the debris of the collapsing central tower, avoiding the blast from the dragon that had been aimed at his last known location before spiraling around to the blind side of the structure, this would ensure the destruction of the central tower no doubt, however that was going to be only half the battle. There were other objectives that were equally important. New high value targets in the sprouting towers, and then the defense of the water Nin Tobuketsu against mana based attacks. That, would the the Abominations designation, the protection of the melee heavy hitter.
Bouncing with deft ease from one section of falling debris to the next, as it had originally planned to reach the peak of the tower anyway, the Abomination would reach the conflict just in time to witness Tobu's attack in attempt to end the battle. Two birds with one stone. Rising up behind the water Nin, the Abomination would be prepared to deploy defensive measures, though he was also primed for an attack. Something that'd at least catch Wesker as unable to defend, if he survived the atosecond attack of the Ninja hopefully.
Metis form fourth ring, Lash of Rage.
Normally this would invoke all of the hate, shame and rage held in the Garou, pulsing from the Metis form Garou at the intended target, though with Corbin's affinity with ocular techniques, the trigger was pulled from the mind, and fired from the eyes. Furthermore the Abomination wasn't restrained to the already inconceivable rage and derangements that plagued it alone. It had fed on the rage that was washing over the island, two others having already fallen to complete insanity and loss of identity in the battle below. This had been welled up, and now unleashed along with the Abomination's own rage. Normally, this would cause the victim's own body to start ripping itself apart from the inside, whilst they grew to take on the insanity and rage thrust upon them. Bone's would snap, muscles tear, organs rupture and cavities fill with blood. Given the huge reserve of ammunition the Garou had stored however, he had hoped to inflict this on Wesker, and have it transfer at the same time through his clones, and the towers he had forged.
While the Abomination made it's gamble to impact on the conclusion to the battle, the two Corbin's that'd launched themselves across the island in two different directions had arrived at two of the five newly rising towers. Had the Dragon not gone insane, then he could have done much greater damage to this scheme as it developed by attacking more of the structures. He cursed the frail minds of others that'd seen less combat than he.
Leaping with might into the tower he'd chosen to attack the original Corbin roared, red steam gushing from his mouth as he sailed through the air only to smash his open, bare palms into the surface of the organic structure.
Vicissitude eleventh ring, Disintegration
"Make it in TIIIIIME!"
Vicissitude was the Cainite discipline of manipulating organic matter, specifically living flesh and bodies. Born of Wekser and his tentacles, these structures were susceptible he knew to this discipline, though the sheer mass of them was going to be an issue. the obliteration of tissue was instant though there was just so much of it, so it would take a considerably massive amount of the Cainite's blood pool burnt in order to push his way into the center of the tower, and expel all of the mass around him. Chopping the tree down half way in a sense, before stuffing a stick of dynamite in the center and adding gasoline to the fire after, was a pretty good way of looking at it. So long as he burnt blood to maintain the high rate of disintegration, he could keep the tower from growing anew.
Meanwhile, at the next tower across, the ice incarnate Corbin made much the same move, at much the same time though rather than burn more blood, he called upon the affinity with ice that'd been programmed into the body from an as yet unknown source. A wave of pressure would crash through the trunk of the tower, as the air surrounding it, and Corbin was instantly consumed, the rest of the air surrounding starting to whip in like a cyclone. All of the moisture in the air, and any moisture present in the organic tower would freeze with haste, before mana was added to the equation. The waves of pressure would ripple through the full mass of the tower, rebounding and rippling again and again as each wave hit the boundaries of the container, being the tower. Each rebound intensified the freezing effect, not only stunting the growth, but expanding through the full mass, including that which was hidden under foot. Gradually, it would reach the full mass of all five towers underground, though that would take too long, Thus he hadn't gone for the base of the central tower. He could only secure one with efficiency.
